***Yes. This story is still alive. I am still filled with determination when it comes to finishing this! Okay? Okay. Sans, Papyrus, Toriel, Frisk, and Grillby belong to Toby Fox, Kabel and other peeps belong to me, and let's roll!
Chapter Fifteen: You Can Be Good
Frisk's question quieted the room entirely.
Kabel looked like she wanted to smack someone. "I've already told you, kid. I can't be good!" she cried.
"I didn't ask you that. I asked if you've tried to be good," Frisk calmly repeated.
That had Kabel caught. She sighed. "...no," she admitted.
"Then why haven't you tried?" Frisk asked.
"Because I can't!" Kabel yelled for the thousandth time. She reached into her purse for her cigarette box and lighter. But before she even saw a spark, both objects flew from her hands.
They went right into Sans' hands, thanks to his magic. "This being taken can be a start," he said.
Kabel stormed over to him and took her stuff back, putting it back into her purse and holding up a bone. "Take that again and I will hurt you," she swore.
"Might not wanna say that with the fuzz and the scientists around," Sans said, motioning to the crowd of people that were still in the living room.
Toriel found she was the only one with the authority to actually do something about that. "Everyone, if you could leave promptly, we've discussed all that needs to be discussed with such an audience," she said.
So, every police officer and scientist left the house. That left Sans, Papyrus, Toriel, Frisk, Grillby, and Kabel there.
"Thanks," Kabel said.
"As lazy as Sans is, he might have just given me an idea" Papyrus said. He walked over and gingerly took Kabel's purse, only returning her cell phone.
"Hey!" she protested.
"The Great Papyrus will keep your cigarettes, your lighter, and your wallet. We shall make a compromise. I will not mess with your things; they will remain safe in the room of the Great Papyrus. To teach you to be good, you shall get one cigarette if you are good. If you don't do good, then you get none," Papyrus explained.
"So... you think I'm a dog?" Kabel asked.
"Of course not! You're my sister, and I love you very, very much. But this is for your own good. And if you claim you cannot be good, then you will at least break your smoking habit," Papyrus said.
Kabel hummed half-heartedly. "So if I get one, do I walk over here every time?" she deadpanned.
"You can have your room back to make the system easier?" Papyrus said. He turned to Sans, Toriel, and Frisk. "Do you agree?" he asked.
"As long as no one fights, I'm okay," Frisk stated. "If I get injured and therefore die, then she's out," Sans said. "I supposed," Toriel sighed, clearly reluctantly to allow this to happen. But, she knew she was outnumbered.
"So! You now have your room back in your training to be a better person," Papyrus said happily.
Kabel looked at everyone around her. Then, she sat down next to Grillby. "I don't know how you're gonna track how 'good' I'm doing," she said, "but I want to stay at Grillby's house. I... I think I can be better with him."
Grillby put his arm around her.
"Don't do her too hard~" Sans joked. "The death threat is still on the table," Kabel growled.
Sans held his hands up in surrender despite his smile.
***That's all I have for this chapter until I come up with the next part. Anyways, be sure to leave a review on the way out and I will see you all in the next one! Bye!